Revelation: Alright. We will be transferring you to the SNCS Vaquero. May your feet find soil, Brigadors.
-The line cuts for a moment-
Vaquero: Unidentified ship, this is the SNCS Vaquero. We are approaching, and attempting to match velocity and spin. If all goes well we will have your ship despun in approximately two minutes. Hang in there, amigos.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Six: No you're not. We're all in this, last I checked.
-After a minute, the creaking stops-
-This next message plays over the ship intercoms-
Vaquero: This is the SNCS... -pant- Vaquero. Christ, you were moving fast. Your ship's rotational velocity has been zeroed out and we are docked airtight at your right side airlock. All Brigadors transferring planetside should get over to that airlock and board us for transfer to low orbit.
edited 7th Sep '16 2:58:03 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-As he limps to the airlock- @No Name Albert: "No, we fought the mob, left the station, and choose this place for a vacation for kicks."
edited 7th Sep '16 3:00:50 PM by Nemtsol
Will make dad jokes for friends.The four are calm as they can be, unbuckling their seatbelts and flipping on the light magnetic clamps on the soles of their boots as they filed out into the hangar, Lars looking at the three.
"Alright—Our contractor is here. Be on your best behaviour, men."
edited 7th Sep '16 3:01:06 PM by f1r3lemon
всегда верен-Well-
-The frigate's right side airlock (not the hangar) is certainly open now, and guide lights/arrows are now active to give you an idea of where to go-
-Unless you fancy your chances getting there with air thrusters, you may want to take the Vaquero's advice-
edited 7th Sep '16 3:02:41 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Vaquero: Any time, Brigador. I just hope you're all okay.
-Six and Naomi start making their way towards the airlock. their various things in tow-
edited 7th Sep '16 3:05:50 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-Those who reach the airlock can cross into it-
-When you cross, everyone feels a vague sense of discomfort - their stomach flipping a little. Those with spacefaring experience recognize it easily as the sensation of weightlessness-
-Similarly, those without magnetic boots now find that their steps have pushed them off the floor and into the air-
edited 7th Sep '16 3:10:12 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."The four flipped on the magnetic clamps on their boots, their balance re-adjusting themselves as they root themselves onto the floor. Lars wobbled a little as do Osvald, saying a quiet "Bugger." while Anri stood still bemusedly. Liman is experimenting with the clamps and stepping a boot on and off the floor.
"Oooh—"
Even their drone-dog is secured to the floor, wheeling about near the four, beeping occasionally.
edited 7th Sep '16 3:14:20 PM by f1r3lemon
всегда веренRoy: *When he exits gravity, he drifts a bit but he his motions are of pure wonder."
"Ohhh...hell yeah!" *He starts "swimming" in zero-go with ease like a kid in a swimming pool.*
Longram: *Is having some trouble getting into zero-g for a minute, grunting in annoyance once more. His PA didn't have magnetic clamps at all* "Ugh...."
edited 7th Sep '16 3:15:17 PM by MrKirb
-Finally getting through the airlock reveals that you've exited on an observation deck-
-The first thing you can see through the massive viewscreen wall is the moon of Novo Solo you emerged behind - nondescript in appearance, bereft of a name, and riddled with craters from millions of years of existence-
-The second is the destroyer you just rammed
◊, which doesn't look much worse for wear, but seems to have a visible dent-
-And the third
, in the distance beyond both the moon and the destroyer, is a deep, red marble
◊ floating in the darkness - the Outer Colony of Novo Solo, and your destination-

-*Good news on my characters, their stuff are secured.*
-*Bad news, both the novakid and the pure human hit a wall earlier. Nothing serious but it gonna sore for a while.*
Roy: "Hurtin', so hurtin' right now...."
edited 7th Sep '16 2:44:05 PM by MrKirb